USWNT Oneshots

Parenting with Preath

Press is Mommy/Mom
Tobin is Mama

Ellie pov

"Miss. Press?"
"Miss Press?"
"Eleanor!"

I jump out of my slumber and see my angry English teacher. I didn't get any sleep last night stressing about soccer tryouts. Not to mention Milo bouncing the basketball against the FRICKIN wall last night. Since he's the successful child, going to D1 Alabama, I get left out a lot. Well at least I think. I'm just a disappointment and it shows. Mal, my older sister, is a professional soccer player. So, she's got the talented genes too. Where is my talent. My purpose?

My moms get mad at me when I don't try but they don't understand what I'm going through. My anxiety and stress.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Stewart. I didn't get much sleep last night" I said and she made an angry face.

"Who's fault is that? You have a D in this class. This is your third warning. I'm calling home." She says and my heart drops.

No no no. Moms will be so mad. I slam my head into the desk.

"If you also plan on perusing this dream of yours..." I flinch at the use of her words. It hurts so much. "then I would start paying attention."

I nod and listening the rest of class, celebrating that I get to go home now. I run to my locker and pack up my stuff.

I go outside and wait for Mal to pick me up. She's home for the week. I see her flashy, white corvette and walk to the curb. I open the door and she smiles at me. We have the better relationship out of us 3. My brother loves me, but sometimes he definitely doesn't act like it.

That's how I have a scar on my face. He threw a metal bat at me when we were little. He got in lots of trouble, which was amusing, but it hurt.

"Hey love. How was school?" Mal asks and I shrug my shoulders.

"It was alright."

"It's always alright. Don't you like school. You seem to be pretty popular. You nice and smart." Mal says.

"Mal, this isn't what I want to do with my life. I don't want to be crammed up in a schools or office working. I want to be playing soccer. No one gets it"

"I get it. I was just like. Talk to Mom and Mama okay?" She says and I nod directing my attention back out the window. I'm not looking forward to the talking to I'm getting.

Mal stops the car signaling we are home. I home out of the car and Mal unlocks the front door. I walk in and run up to my room.

I throw my stuff down and start crying on my bed. Why can't I have a talent like my siblings. What is my purpose?

Christen pov

"Hey Mal. I heard the door open. Where's Ellie?" Tobin asks.

"Oh she ran upstairs. She seems really upset. You might want to go check on her." Mal says and I frown.

"We just got a call from her English teacher. She has a D and was sleeping in class today." I say and Mal looks down.

"Oh"

"Yeah. We need to go talk to her. See what's up. I'm worried about her." Tobin says "and so is mom"

I nod and Tobin gets up. I follow behind her. We walk up the stairs and Tobin knock on Ellie's door.

"Come in." I hear faintly. Tobin opens it and I see my baby crying on the bed. My heart breaks at the sight and I walk over to the bed grabbing her. She grabs me so tight and hugs me sobbing.

"Baby, calm down." Tobin says wiping tears from her eyes.

"Shhh" I say petting her head. She sniffles a little. She grabs her phone and hands it to us. Tobin looks at me shocked and I realize how much my baby is hurting.

"Take it. I accept any punishment. I'm a failure." She says into me and I frown. Tobin looks at me sadly.

"Baby, your not a failure. Your a brilliant young lady, who's so good at soccer. Just like her moms. I'm so proud of you and don't ever think any less. I love you. And so does Mama." I say rubbing her head. She smiles at little.

"We love you pumpkin." Tobin says.

"We love you." I hear Mal and Milo say form the door frame. Ellie lifts her head and smiles. Milo and Mal walk in and join us in the hug.

"I love you guys." Ellie says and tightens the hug